Sunday, September 9, 2007

Grow Old Along With Me, The Best is Yet To Be

Today is my SEVENTH anniversary but I feel like Dan and I have been married forever. But I mean that in a good way.

We met on June 5th, 1995 at a Jimmy Buffett concert. We actually worked at the same company (but had never met before) and a bunch of us (probably 20 people or so) were going to the concert together. We were all going to meet at Harris Teeter and head to the concert together. One group went to the Harris Teeter near work and the other group went to the Harris Teeter near Blockbuster Pavilion, the show venue.

You will have to remember that this was 1995, back before every 10 year old and their grandmother had a cell phone so we weren’t able to communicate with one another. The group I was with got tired of waiting for the group he was with so we decided to just go and hope we would eventually find them. We weren’t actually expecting to find them this since there would be thousands of people there.

It must have been fate because we actually found his group. He and I were introduced and little cupids and red hearts started circling around our heads and we could hear harp music playing in the background and… O.k. that’s not exactly how it happened…there were no harps and no cupids but I don’t think it took me long to know that he was the one. He made me laugh and he was smart…much smarter than me... and I found that very attractive. Speaking of attractive, I thought he was very handsome. Still do, actually.

We dated four years before Dan finally proposed to me in September of 1999 and we were finally married one year later. People always talk about marrying their soul mates. Whenever I hear that I gag a little. I prefer to say that I’ve married my best friend. That might make someone else gag but it’s true. Who else other than my best friend would put up with my ever changing moods, my MS, my love of reality TV and all the other stuff that makes me “me”?

I thank God every day for sending Dan to me. I can’t imagine my life without him. I don’t want to. I want to grow old, really old with him. At our wedding, we danced our first dance to “Grow Old Along With Me” by Mary Chapin Carpenter. It’s a beautiful song and it sums up my feelings perfectly.

Happy Anniversary, Dan. I love you.

Grow old along with meThe best is yet to beWhen our time has comeWe will be as oneGod bless our loveGod bless our love

Grow old along with meTwo branches of one treeFace the setting sunWhen the day is doneGod bless our loveGod bless our love

Spending our lives togetherMan and wife togetherWorld without endWorld without end

Grow old along with meWhatever fate decreesWe will see it throughFor our love is trueGod bless our loveGod bless our love

2 comments:

Aww, that is really sweet. David and I wanted DESPERATELY to get married, but we had to wait five very long DESPERATE years because we met first week freshman year, and my parents wanted met to finish college for fear I would get pregnant and never finish. (I don't blame them!) We were apart for two of those years while I stayed home to work, and we finally married between my junior and senior year. We were VERY relieved to get married. It has been a long wait, and by wait, I mean we WAITED. It was worth it, though. ;)